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jageskroA pizza box in one hand and two cans of London Pride in the other, Jag walked past Ollie's workshop and smirked at the sight of the artist in the middle of creation. Best not to bug him, then. Jake was out, so he reckoned it would just be him and Em, then. Hands full, he used his foot to knock on her door, twice.
When she opened it, he smiled at her as if he was about to offer her the meal of her life. "Traditional moving day meal. Pizza and beer. Who can say no to that?"
When she opened it, he smiled at her as if he was about to offer her the meal of her life. "Traditional moving day meal. Pizza and beer. Who can say no to that?"
